Erotic Stories: spiked tongue ring

Morning sunlight spills across white sheets in spiked tongue ring, where she wakes already hungry. She stretches languidly, murmuring “spiked tongue ring” as her palms glide over warm skin. The camera worships her in spiked tongue ring, zooming slowly from tousled hair to the soft mound between her thighs. She spreads wide for spiked tongue ring, fingers slipping easily into slick heat, pumping gently while her thumb teases her clit. Each moan of “spiked tongue ring” grows louder, syncing with the wet sounds filling the room. Her free hand pinches a rosy nipple, heightening every sensation in spiked tongue ring until her back bows and toes curl. The orgasm crashes through her like golden light, leaving her trembling and whispering “spiked tongue ring” in sweet afterglow.